Ephemeral ➵ Allison Argent (5)

Eleven

Olivia's POV:

I push my fingers through the gap of the bag and slide open the bag before I emerge and let out a gasp for air.

Liam, Scott, and Stiles do the same but Stiles sends a pointed look towards Scott. "Never again."

"Don't even complain, At least you weren't next to the corpse!" I scold.

"Come on, we don't have that much time left." Scott says as he pulled out his leg from the bag.

I carefully pull my legs out as well until I see Stiles get his legs tangled with the bag and viciously swung it around until he eventually crashed to the floor.

Liam tries to get up to help but I hold up a hand and shake my head. "He did that to himself.

Once we properly took off the bags (specifically Scott helping more with getting Stiles out), Scott presses his ear against the door and waits for several seconds until he nods his head. "Okay."

He pulls on the handle and the four of us quickly exit the morgue and continue to walk through the halls.

Before we rounded the next corner, Stiles instantly shoots back and forces us to press our backs against the wall.

I peek to get a better look and my eyes widen, seeing that there were still two orderlies that were near the gate we needed to get through to the closed units.

I lean back against the wall with a huff. "Why are they still there? I thought they were supposed to be gone." I whisper.

"I don't know." Stiles groaned in annoyance. "Their rounds should've ended five minutes ago."

Liam peeks the corner and gives a small shrug. "I can take them."

The three of us look towards him with a glare. "No one's taking anyone." Scott stated.

"How much time?" Stiles asked and Scott pulls out his phone for us to see.

"Three minutes."

"I'll just knock them out and hide the bodies." Liam suggested once more.

"Jesus christ Liam. No." I scold. "Stop it."

A sudden thud causes the four of us to flinch at the sound and I turn, seeing that a patient behind the glass wall was the one who did it. "Did you take the doctor?" The patient curiously asked.

"What?" Liam whispered back.

"Did you take the doctor?" He repeated the question as I worriedly peeked the corner once more, making sure the orderlies weren't heading towards us. "I haven't had my medication. I need ten milligrams at eight am, fifteen milligrams at one pm, and no more than twenty at dinner."

"We'll get the doctor." Scott assured.

"Dr. Fenris. Dr. Fenris." The boy shakily repeated before he slammed his hand on the wall again. "They took Dr. Fenris."

Allison's POV:

"I can smell how nervous you are." Malia informs which causes me to slap her arm. "Seriously? Stop slapping my arm!"

"You're not helping." I scold before I turn to Kira. "Okay, you can do this. It's just like we practiced."

"You mean like when I caused a major blackout?" Kira muttered.

I quickly shake my head. "Not like that, no."

"Ten seconds," Malia speaks up and I take a couple of steps back from the electric box. "Nine, eight--"

"Please stop counting." Kira pleads.

She takes a deep breath before grabbing ahold of the wires with her hands but unexpectedly, nothing happens. I look around the room, seeing that the lights were still normally lit up.